We’re camped for the night in a little town in Kentucky. About ten minutes after my last post, Eden found gum in her hair.
An hour after that, we got fuel. An hour after that, I got a text from the bank that holds the card we used at the pump. And then another text. Someone tried to shop online with our card twice to the tune of $1300.
I can now say I’ve washed gum out of hair with the crunchy peanut butter we brought along on our trip in a Walmart bathroom. Word to the wise: creamy is better. Easier. But the gum is gone.
As for the card, we have backup. All is well. I’m thankful for diligence on the part of the bank.
Time for sleep. Praying for less drama tomorrow.